One down, four more to go.
I didn't live up to my own expectations. :( boo.
I miss the time when a 72 was an A; when something above 80 meant that you were really, really, really smart; and if you ever, ever, ever get a 90 you must be lying. I miss the time when failing wasn't a problem. A red mark was just something to be upset over for no longer than 5 minutes. No expectations; no disappointment.
Credit inflation, pft. Asian Fail, pft. Next year will be better.
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